After taking care of all the affairs, Marven walked towards a mountain peak in front of him, which was the real burial place of the dragon's treasure - the dragon's head peak, when he presented the map, he deliberately misled Anglo and the others, and the fake map he presented was almost exactly the same as the real treasure map in all other aspects, except that the exact point of the dragon's treasure was modified. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After just two steps, seeing the dragon still gasping outside the cave, Marven stopped, hesitated for a moment, and finally walked towards it.

The Elder Dragon Himalaya's breathing had become extremely weak, and it was now lying limply on a boulder, its blood-scarred limbs no longer seemed to be able to support its massive dragon body. The dragon slayer spear on its back was still recklessly draining its blood and power, and the breath of life had become weaker and weaker in this massive body as time passed.

"Xia people?" the giant dragon Himalayan glanced up at Marven and whispered, "Many centuries...... There have been no true Xia warriors for many centuries, Xia people, have you come here to revive the glory of your ancestors?"

Marven gently swept onto the dragon's back and pulled out the black dragon slaying spear, and suddenly, blood splashed everywhere, and the dragon let out a low groan of pain. Marven hurriedly put the spear aside, chanting the spell of the high-level healing technique in his mouth, and after a long while, the gushing blood finally stopped.

"Thank you, Xia people......" Himalaya's voice looked weak, "Don't waste your magic anymore, it's been five thousand years, my life has been exhausted, even if I don't have this wound, my time is running out......"

"Great lives need to be remembered, noble Himalayas!" the martial spirit walked up to the dragon and bowed to him, "No one will forget your demeanor in fighting the Demon Realm Alliance a thousand years ago!"

"Hehe, after so many years, there are still people who remember that battle...... "The giant dragon Himalayan burst into tears and raised his head and said: "No matter how powerful life is, it will eventually come to an end, and only civilization will last forever! I can do my part to protect the Middle-earth world, and I have no regrets in this life......"

Marven looked at the huge wound, but was silent, the guardian of Middle-earth, the hero who repelled the demons, was seriously injured and dying by the ignorant and selfish human treasure hunter he guarded a thousand years later, is there anything more absurd in this world?

As soon as he thought of this, a nameless anger suddenly ignited in Marven's heart.

"That's right!" Martial Soul patted his thigh and complimented: "Only a great civilization can bring real progress and prosperity to the world, and that brilliant ancient civilization should not be silent forever, but should let the dawn of that civilization shine on the whole earth again......" Martial Soul chattered a lot of compliments and polite words, and finally euphemistically expressed his intention to the dragon - to dig up the treasure of the ancient dragon.

Himalaya ignored him, turned his head to look at Marven, and asked, "Xia people, are you really ready to revive the ancient civilization?"

Marven stared at its big eyes like copper bells, and after a while, nodded, "I have seen too much ignorance and killing in my life, and I have seen countless people being persecuted because of their heretical status, including many of my Xia brothers......

Marven sighed softly, a hint of firmness and determination flashed through his eyes, "But to be honest, for a long time, I didn't even know what faith should be, because too many people who claim to be devout in their beliefs have been carrying out so many unimaginably despicable and dirty transactions......"

"Until I met a true wise man, who showed me the maze, who made me understand the greatness and splendor of civilization, from then on, I converted to civilization and found the true ...... faith"

"The great ancient civilization can make everyone like brothers and sisters, and can make the world free of war and famine, I promised my temporary brother that I will no longer let people bear the name of heretics for no reason, so no matter how difficult the road to the revival of civilization is, I will continue until the end of my life!"

Marven's voice was not loud, but his sentences were sonorous and powerful, and after hearing this, the dragon nodded again and again, and there seemed to be tears flashing in his eyes.

"Xia people, can you tell me your name?" Himalaya's eyes revealed a little excitement.

"My name is Marven. Marven nodded respectfully in reply.

"Okay, Marven, according to the ancient dragon god contract, the greatest warriors of the Xia clan are eligible for the allegiance of my dragon clan. Hehe, the dragon knight hasn't appeared on this continent for tens of thousands of years, so let it shock the world again!"

"You mean ......" Marven exclaimed, his mouth almost holding an egg.

"No, Your Excellency Himalaya, how can I use a noble dragon like you as a mount, or ......" After reacting from the shock, Marven hurriedly refused, feeling even more ashamed in his heart, in the end, the purpose of his trip was only for the dragon treasure, and there was not much essential difference from those crazy treasure hunters.

"Marven, don't forget, as the founder of the ancient civilization, you Xia people also have the responsibility to protect the world. Himalaya interrupted him with a shake of his head, and said solemnly: "Since the Xia people want to revive the glory of the ancients, they must also shoulder their own responsibilities at the same time, and on the day when the Xia people rise again, you should let the world know that the Xia people are a great nation that is responsible and keeps their promises, not some opportunistic nouveau riche!"

"I see, Himalayas. Looking at the dragon's eager gaze, Marven nodded heavily.

After saying so many words, the dragon's spirit was already in a trance, but it still held its body and explained: "Marven, it's a pity, I'm about to reach my limit, and there is no way to fight on the battlefield with you, you just have to take those treasures of the ancient era, but I have another request, please be sure to agree to me, cough...... cough ......" The dragon's Himalayan voice grew weaker and weaker, and a large amount of blood poured out of its mouth and nose - the time limit was approaching, and the serious injuries in its body had already necroticized all its internal organs.

"Say it, Himalaya, whatever you want, I will promise you!" Ma Wen couldn't help but hug its huge dragon head, but his heart was inexplicably colicing, it is said that the Xia people have the blood of the ancient dragon flowing in their bodies, although it is the first time to meet, Ma Wen has an indescribable sense of intimacy with the dragon in front of him.

"Alas......" The dragon sighed, and after stabilizing his breathing, he spoke: "This Middle-earth world is far from being as peaceful as you imagined, except for the threat of the demon world, just under this ten thousand feet of ground, there are several terrible ancient evil gods, four thousand years ago, the seal was loosened, and our dragon clan went deep into the ground with the power of the clan to fight fiercely with the evil gods, and re-sealed the evil gods, but my kindred, all my kindreds, have never returned......"

The dragon Himalayan suddenly became extremely sad and couldn't cry.

"No wonder, no wonder!" the martial spirit exclaimed again and again, "The dragon clan was suddenly on the verge of extinction four thousand years ago, and it turned out that this is the reason!"

"Your Excellency, Rong once again pays tribute to your dragon clan for the great sacrifices and contributions you have made to this world!" the martial spirit, who had always been cynical, stood straight in front of the dragon at this moment, taking off his hat and saluting.